Don Chavez

Happy Friday guys!

Before I get started with my column, thought I would spend some time on the pics I chose to include today. A little walk down memory lane. The one where I’m wearing the black thong my (now roommate) took of me just a couple weeks after I moved down to California. Yeah, I know what you’re probably thinking – I prefer myself a lot more blonde too. Didn’t much care for that mousy color either. The crazy thing with that shot is that she had one of her lights behind this grate — which ended up casting this weird shadow on me, which I’ve never really cared for. Guess we both had a lot to learn back then. This pic never made it into my portfolio – probably because I didn’t care for that shadow.

The second candid pic of me in the car, is back in the day up in Oregon, a number of years ago. That was the day my friend drove me to get the tattoo I have on my lower back. I had her take her camera, and being the silly person that I am – I remember demanding that she take one of my lower back as a “before” and then the same shot “after”. Don’t know what happened to the “after” shot, but found this one. Can’t believe I’m posting this one. And god help me with those jeans. Yeah, I was a little heavier than I am now — but thankfully I didn’t loose my booty when I got in shape!

So of the questions sent in this week, I’ve decided to unearth another one that my friends and I seem to always be asking each other – what turns us on? And I”m not talking light bulbs here guys. I think I’ll end up writing a small novel if I list everything that turns me on, so I’ll just pick something that for one reason or another I’ve been thinking about recently. And yeah, I probably really could write a novel of things that turn me on – I’m not ashamed to have such a incredibly large list.

The whole concept of exhibitionism turns me on. And no, I’m not talking the naked person in a raincoat in front of a school bus kind of creepy, but the way more innocent and harmless variety. It’s really only been in the last year or two have I consciously become aware that this really is one of my turn ons – and since it’s totally harmless, I’m not afraid to admit it.

Take the gym for example. I’ve worked really hard to get in shape and have a nice body, so why not show it off? Apparently I’m not the only girl at the gym with this particular turn on, since most of us aren’t exactly wearing a whole lot. I tend to wear my little black sports bra (emphasis on little) and matching short-shorts. And emphasis on the “short” in the shorts. Hey I figure they call them shorts for a reason, right? Anyway I love them – and I look good in them.

So recently I’m at the gym and I’m doing the ab machine, where I’m laying on my back. There are a bunch of guys behind me on the floor working out. So when I lay down to start working out, you can totally see down my top — ie. big time cleavage galore. As I’m working out, I happened to catch where their eyes were at a couple of times – boobage I’m sure. I remember actually being conscious of it and having the thought that *I like it* – that I (or my boobs anyway) were grabbing so much attention. Yeah, I’m complicated, whatever. I have a brain too and I know that, but being able to attract and hold someone’s attention in such a primal way is powerful, and it’s a real turn on – at least for me. It somehow feeds my need for approval I guess – to know that I’m sexy. I’m sure there’s a lot of psychology involved – but I honestly don’t care. It turns me on knowing that I’m (perhaps) turing someone else on.

Sometimes I’ll be really overt about it — just because I’m evil that way. I don’t lay out at the beach tanning all that often, since I don’t want skin that resembles a baseball glove, but once in a while I will if my friends want to. So a couple weeks ago we all went down to the beach, the three of us. We brought our little towels, books to read, sun lotion, things to snack on, the whole nine yards. For some reason, when girls stake out a spot on the beach – guys always seem to plop themselves down basically right next them. This always happens with us anyway. We don’t care – we’ve met some really fun people that way. Anyway, so we’re sunning ourselves, and sure enough two guys come put their towels down next to us and start chatting us up. They were nice – funny too. I sort of liked one of them – Martin I think was his name. So my friend put lotion on my back and I laid down on my tummy, untied my bikini top in the back, and took it off. At least down here in SoCal, nothing unusual – I mean I’m laying on my tummy so you can’t see anything. I hate tan lines, especially on my back, so I’ve always done that.

After a while, we run out of our snacks, and decide to go to lunch. Time to put my bikini top on. By this point both of my friends where sitting up talking to these two guys. So instead of being really covert about putting my bikini top back on, I just turned over, sat up, and took my time putting my bikini top on. My friends have seen me do this all the time, so they didn’t blink an eye – but you should have seen the faces of these two guys – priceless. Next time I think I’m going to ask someone to help me put my top on — now that would be a good one! They’re probably going to think it’s some kind of reality show. God I’m evil in how I torment people, huh.

So this probably also helps explain why I’m having so much fun on this site. Yeah, the main thing is it’s hopefully good PR for my modeling career – hopefully, but it’s also a turn on for me that I just might be turning someone else on out there. I’m not afraid to be honest about that! Of course the ironic thing here would be if nobody out there actually thinks I’m all that attractive.

Have a lovely weekend guys, and pass the sun lotion

Jessica